Give Yourself A Kiss. If You Want

All Religions, All This Singing, One Song. The Differences Are Just Illusion And Vanity. The Sun’s Light Looks A Little Different On This Wall Than It Does On That Wall, And A Lot Different On This Other One, But It’s Still One Light.

Is Your Face A Beautiful Blossom Or A Sweet Torture? I Have No Complaints But My Heart Is Tempted To Let You Hear Of Its Sorrows.

I Am Dying Into Your Mystery, And Dying, I Am Now No Other Than That Mystery. I Open To Your Majesty As An Orchard Welcomes Rain, And Twenty Times That.

Joy Lives Concealed In Grief.

I Belong To The Beloved. Have Seen The Two Worlds As One And That One Call To And Know. ...first, Last, Outer, Inner, Only That Breath Breathing. Human Being.